Interview With Estocade
A RETALIATION AGAINST DYSTOPIAN BRITAIN AND A RALLYING CRY TO FIND PEACE WITH YOUR INNER-SELF
Estocade are a quartet based in Leeds. They are so new that they still smell like factory-fresh trainers and have probably even still got their price-tags attached. Their influences range from curious shadows on walls to those endearing mannequins in shop windows that you just can’t help but find attractive. They make a curious hybrid music you almost definitely can’t dance to but will perhaps enjoy trying to anyway. Until you fall over. They are both a retaliation against dystopian Britain and a rallying cry to find peace with your inner-self. They are proposing a backlash, and I for one thoroughly agree. Think Queens Of The Stoned Rage Against The Rougime and you’re halfway to understanding what these portmanteau-rags stand for. Yes, I understand that this is a joke which probably only I will get. No, I don’t care.
An estocade by the way, in Spanish at least, is the last tercio of a corrida. It’s the moment where the matador aims at the bull, and hits him. This results in the immobilisation of the poor beast before it gets finished off with a deft dagger to the back of the skull. If you ask me it’s a fucking disgusting process, but an intriguing name, and one that sums up the band’s menagerie of sounds quite aptly. There’s an element of danger in their tunes you see, from the dull thud of death percussively cursing them, to the sound of fear that pours from a man backed-up against a wall.
Estocade are currently working on the follow up to their self-titled debut EP (which you can buy here). Until that comes out they’ve given us an exclusively free version of their track The Count to warm your cockles and to soundtrack your traipse through these images into their brave, new world. Go easy on the bulls.